happiness isn't happiness without a violin-playing goat

sometimes, there are little facts like "mischa barton is in the movie notting hill" or "you get wetter when you run through rain rather than walk" that i want to share with everyone, because they make me feel like the smartest person in the entire world. pretty much.

uh, last night's midterm cramming session gave me huge amounts of time (probably too much) to just listen to thunder outside with "better days" + "feel like rain" playing in the background. i had an urge to toss my books aside and write very long letters to various friends, acquaintances, and family members. i'd want to write them in 100% honesty (in as-if-i-were-dying-tomorrow style) and apologize to them, praise them, thank them. i doubt i'm in a particularly special place in my life right now, but i feel that writing those letters would just be an amazing feeling.

ahhhhh! it will be so nice to see my mum and start the break off with an infamous nichols/clark mini-road trip. i love it. the thing i like most about calling home is the multiple updates. it's surprisingly enjoyable to hear my mum and dad talk about kate forever and to hear how invested they are in her happiness, and mine too. i just miss quite a few people right now, but knowing that i will get to see all of them eventually within this week makes me estatic.

in other words, HAPPY BREAK!